Maybe went a little overboard too. Forced him into a four-hour fuck session that yielded multiple orgasms…for both him and I.He might have thought h...s aunt went nuts…well maybe I did for his nuts, but he’ll be back too.A few more days passed and opened up my computer. There was Lisa getting stove poled by my son…Art. Every position I had with Neal, she did with Art, except she added an exclamation point at the end. After she got her pussy filled with my kid’s gunk, she turned around towards the. 'If it falls out Chrissie then you will get double lashes', the Captain told her.I released my grip on the dildo but it didn't move as her muscles clenched the fake cock impressively. Picking up the whip I took one step back, brought it up to my shoulder and down onto her exposed rear.'Aaaaaagggggghhhhhhhhh', she cried out, slightly muffled.'Hhhhhuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhh', she squealed in a higher pitch as the whip hit for a second ... third ... fourth time.'Hhhhhhhuuuuuuggggggggggggghhhhhhhhh', she. “That way both you and my big sister would know exactly what I am doing in there, wouldn’t you both? Would that turn you into a hot, shaking, trembling little puddle, cuckie?”“You know it would!” I rasped.“What else could I do, I wonder?” Mandy mused, her foxy little face tilting again. “Maybe I should tell Christine that instead of massaging her feet, you should lick them instead. I should tell her how wild it drives you to suck and lick a woman’s toes. How would that be, little one? If you. The moisture on it, told how aroused the Mistress was. I was introduced to her, then welcomed, inviting us inside. I was not prepared for what I saw. The place had maybe 10 or 15 slaves. Each one was a male, huge tits, all had their cocks in cages, and everyone was nude, but all seemed to be happy. Mistress moved by my side, arm around me, “They all love being here, but two things take place each month that they look so forward to. One is being fucked and the second is being milked. I doubt.